Annual Report of the New York State College of Agriculture at Cornell University and the Agricultural Experiment Station, Volume 2; Volume 32

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Page 1156 - Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Page 1201 - The antler'd monarch of the waste Sprung from his heathery couch in haste. But, ere his fleet career he took, The dew-drops from his flanks he shook ; Like crested leader proud and high...
Page 1200 - Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice?
Page 1305 - What do we plant when we plant the tree? A thousand things that we daily see. "We plant the spire that out-towers the crag, We plant the staff for our country's flag, We plant the shade from the hot sun free; We plant all these when we plant the tree.
Page 1266 - tis the lullaby Time is singing — Hush, and heed not, for all things pass, Hush, ah, hush! and the Scythes are swinging Over the clover, over the grass ! — Andrew Lang.
Page 1566 - ... so lightens and sweetens toil as the hopeful pursuit of such discovery. And how vast and how varied a field is agriculture for such discovery! The mind, already trained to...
Page 1219 - I'VE watched you now a full half-hour, Self-poised upon that yellow flower; And, little Butterfly ! indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless !—not frozen seas More motionless ! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again ! This plot of Orchard-ground is ours ; My trees they are, my Sister's flowers; Here rest your wings when they are weary ; Here lodge as in a sanctuary...
Page 1111 - Ye that have faith to look with fearless eyes Beyond the tragedy of a world at strife. And know that out of...
Page 1220 - Will you walk into my parlor ? " said the spider to the fly, "'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy. The way into my parlor is up a winding stair, And I have many curious things to show when you are there." " Oh, no, no," said the little fly, " to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair, can ne'er come down again.
Page 1220 - With soaring up so high ; Will you rest upon my little bed?" Said the Spider to the Fly. " There are pretty curtains drawn around ; The sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!

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